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Shampoo...

I have wondered about this quite a few times whilst taking a shower; do we really need shampoo. Did more men go bald when there wasn’t any such thing as shampoo? Did none of the girls have the silky beautiful hair they show in shampoo ads? I don’t think so. It’s just another self imposed ‘necessity’ that reveals its true nature when you see people using shampoo on their dogs. All that the Homo sapiens needed to live was made abundant in this earth. But of all the creatures that inhabit this planet, we were the only ones to want more. We chose to build a world in which we had to rely on things that were once not necessary, in which we had to impose limits that should not exist. Does that make humans the most intelligent of the living things on this planet? Did we lose something in this mindless pursuit of cutting ourselves further and further from the true nature of this world? And now this alien world that we have built presents a bitter dilemma to us all. None of us is needed in it. W

Change and Existence...

Growing up things were always changing. I remember so much that was different in me back then, I remember so many ways in which I changed and then changed again. But there were some changes that brought sorrow. There was breaking of bonds, brutal imposition of new feelings, a sudden loss of people I felt so near to me. Those things that were so new and precious, as a child I did not know they could be reformed, maybe made stronger, that there could be others. There were more changes, and there were more scars. In the end I started to hate change in itself; even if it meant something better, brought me closer to what I wanted. I resent change now, even though I grow more depressed and more frustrated with my current state each day. I want change, yet I detest it. Maybe that is why I find it so hard to place my first step in the direction I want. Maybe that is why I can’t even sense the direction I want. I watched something that touched on existentialism. My world is my own; it is insepa